It was New Year’s Eve. Which meant as always you and your husband, Simon, would go out and get absolutely wasted.

By the end of the night it was guaranteed one of you would get into a fight and be dragged out, and one of you would throw up into a toilet.. if not both of you.

Two of your close-in-age cousins were coming with their boyfriends. They seemed to have new ones every month—unlike the fact you’d been married to Simon since you were 19 years old.

You knew waking up tomorrow would be vey painful.